Lowly, longly a wail went forth. Pure Yawn lay low. On the mead of the hillock he lay, ^|10(+|shheartsoul dormant mid shadowed landshape,º^sh|+)10| brief wallet to his side, an arm loose by his staff of citron briar, tradition stick-pass-on. Most distressfully (but, my dear, how successfully!) to wail he did, his locks of a Lucan tinge, quickrich, ripely rippling, unfilleted, those lashbetasselled lids on the verge of closing time, whiles ouze of his sidewiseopen mouth the breath of him evenso languishing as the princeliest treble treacle or lichee chewchow purse could buy. Yawn in a semiswoon lay awailing and (hooh!) what helpings of honeyful swoothead! (phew!) which earpiercing dulcitude! As were you suppose to go and push with your bluntblank pin in hand upintohis fleshasplush cushionettes of some chubby boybold love of an angel. Hwoah!

When, as the buzzer brings the light brigade, keeping the home fires burning, so on the churring call themselves came at him, three kings of three suits and a crowner, from all their cardinal parts, along the amber way where Brosna's furzy. To lift them they did, senators four, by the first quaint skreek of the gloaming, and they hopped it up the mountainy molehill, traversing climes of old times gone by, of the days not worth remembering, inventing some excusethems, any sort, having a sevenply
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sweat of nightblues moist upon them — feefee! phopho!! foorchtha!!! aggala!!!! jeeshee!!!!! paloola!!!!!! ooridiminy!!!!!!! Afeard themselves were to wonder at the class of a crossroads puzzler he would likely be, length by breadth nonplussing his thickness, ells upon ells of him, making so many square yards of him, one half of him in Conn's half but the whole of him nevertheless in Owenmore's five quarters. There would he lay till they would him descry, spancelled down upon a blossomy bed at one foul stretch amongst the daffydowndillies, the flowers of narcosis fourfettering his footlights, a halohedge of wild spuds
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hovering over him, epicures waltzing with gardenfillers, puritan shoots advancing to Aran chiefs. Phopho!! The meteorpulp of him, the seamless rainbowpeel. Aggala!!!! His bellyvoid of nebulose with his neverstop navel. Paloola!!!!!! And his veins shooting melanite phosphor, his creamtocustard cometshair and his asteroid knuckles, ribs and members. Ooridiminy!!!!!!! His electrolatiginous twisted entrails belt.

Those four claymen clomb together to hold their sworn starchamber quiry on him. Up to the esker ridge it was, Mullingar parish, to a mead that was not far, the son's rest. First klettered Shanator Gregory, seeking spoor through the deep timefield; then Shanator Lyons, tailing the wavy line of his partition footsteps (something in his blisters was telling him all along how he had been in that place one time); then His Recordership, Dr Shunadure Tarpey, caperchasing after honourable sleep, hot on to the aniseed; and, up out of his prompt corner, old Shunny Mac, MacDougal the hiker, in the rere of them on the run to make a quorum. Roping their ass he was, their skygrey globetrotter, by way of an afterthought, and ^(10'|shby no means legless^sh| either for^10') such ^(10'legs sprouts^10') on him they were that much oneven it was tumbling he was by four lengths, the big ass, to hear with his unaided ears the harp in the air, the bugle
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dianablowing, wild as wild, the mockingbird whose word is misfortune, so 'tis said, the bulbul down the wind.

The proto was traipsing through the tangle then, Mathew Walker, and his station was a few perch to the weatherside of the knoll Usnach and it was from no other place unless there, how and ever, that he proxtended aloof upon the ether Mesmer's Manuum, the hand making silence. The buckos beyond on the lea then stopped wheresoever they found their standings and that way they set watch about him, upholding their broadawake probers' hats on their firrum heads ^|10(+|sh, the travelling court on its findings circuiting that personer in his fallen^sh|+)10|. And a crack quatyouare of stenoggers they made of themselves, solons and psychomorers, all told, with their hurts and daimons, spites and clops, not even to the seclusion of their beast by them that was the odd trick of the pack, trump and no friend of carrots. And, what do you think, who above all other persons should be laying there forenenst them only Yawn! All of asprawl he was laying too amengst the poppies and, I can tell you something more than that, drear writer, he was profoundly asleep. And it was far more similar to a satrap he lay there with unctuous beauty, by satellites all surrounded, ^|10(+|shthe poser,^sh|+)10| or for whatall I know like the Lord Lumen coaching his preferred constellations in faith and doctrine, for old Matt Gregory 'tis he had the starmenagerie: Marcus Lyons and Lucas Metcalfe Tarpey and the mack that never forgave the ass that lurked behind him, Johnny na Hossaleen.

More than their good share of their five senses ensorcelled you would say themselves were, fuming censor, the way they could not rightly tell their heels from their stools, as they cooched down a mamalujo by his cubical crib to play tops or kites or hoops or marblies, curchycurchy, gawking on him for the issuance of his pnum and softnoising one of them to another one, the boguaqueesthers.
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And it is what they began to say to him ^(10'|shtetrahedrally^sh|10') then, the masters, what way was he.

— He's giving, the wee bairn. Yun has lived.

— Yerra, why dat, my leader?

— Wisha, is he boosed or what, alannah?

— Or his wind's from the wrong cut, says Ned of the Hill.

— Lesten!

— Why so and speak up, do you hear me, you, sir?

— Or he's rehearsing somewan's funeral.

— Whisht outathat! Hubba's up!

And as they were spreading abroad on their octopuds their drifter nets, the chronies, gleamy seiners' nets, and no lie, there was words of assonance being softspoken among those quartermasters.

— Get busy, kid!

— Chirpy, come now!

— The present hospices is a good time.

— I'll take on that chap.

For it was in the back of their mind's ear, temptive lissomer, how they would be spreading in quadriliberal their azurespotted fine attractable net from Matt Senior to the thurrible mystagogue after him and from thence to the neighbour and that way to the puisny donkeyman and his crucifer's cauda. And in their minds years backslibris so it was, slipping beauty, how they would be meshing that way, when he rose to it, the quavers of scaly silver and their clutches of chromes of the highly lucid spanishing gold, whilst, as hour gave way to mazing hour, with Yawn himself keeping time with his thripthongue, to ope his blurbeous lips he would and let out classy the way myrrh of the moor and molten moonmist would be melding mellifond indo his mouth.
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— ^|s10Y! Y?^s10|

— Before you!

^(10'— ^|shIn the land of lions' odour odor?^sh|10')

— Friends^|~10.!º^{~|10| |10'|s+}

—^s+|10'| First, if yu don't mine. Name yur historical grouns.

— This same prehistoric barrow 'tis, the orangery.
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— I see. Very good now. It is in your orangery, I take it, you have your letters? Can you hear here me, you, sir?

— Thorsends. For my darling. Typette!

— So long aforetime? Can you hear better?

— Millions. For godsends. For my darling dearling one.

— Now, to come nearer zone, I would like to raise my deuterous point audibly touching this. There is this maggers. I am told by our interpreter Hanner Esellius that there are fully six hundred and six ragwords in your malherbal Magis landeguage in which wald wand rimes alpman and there is resin in all roots for monarch but yao hace not one pronounceable teerm that blows in all the vallums of Tartallaght to signify majestate even provisionally nor no rheda rhoda or torpentine path nor hallucinian via nor Aurellian gape nor sunkin rut nor grossgrown trekk nor crimeslaved cruxway and no moorhen's cry or mooner's plankgang there to lead us to hopenhaven. Is such the unde derivatur casematter, Messio? Frankly. Megis megis inerretur mynus hoc intelleyegow.

— How? C'est mal prononsable, tartagliano, perfrances. Vos navez pas d'O dong votr boche provenciale, mousoo. Je m'incline mais Moy, jay trouvay la clee dang les champz. Hay sham nap paddy velour, come on!

— Hep there! Commong, sa na pa de valure? Whu's teit dans yur jambes? Whu's thot inclining and talking about the Messiah so cloover? A trues to your trefling! Whure yu?

— Trinathan Partnick Dieudonnay. Have you seen her? Typette, my tactile, O!

— Are you in your fatherick, lonely one?

— The same. Three persons. Have you seen my darling only one? I am sohohohold!

— What are yu shevering about, ultramontane, like a houn in hell? Is there cold on ye, doraphobian? Or do yu want yur primafairy schoolmam?

— The woods of Fogloot. O mis padredges!

— Whisht awhile^(10', greylagº^10')! ^(10'The duck is rising and you'll wake that stand of plover.^10') I know that place better than annyone. Sure,
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I used to be always over there on the fourth day at my grandmother's place ^|10in,º^10| Tear-nan-Ogre ^|10|shin or about Mayo^sh|,º^{10| (10'}with the long dogs when the long dogsº ^|shgave tongue^sh| and they^10') coursing the marches ^|10(+|shand they straining at the leash^sh|+)10|. Tortoiseshell for a guineagould! Burb! Burb! Burb! Follow me up, Observer! That's the place for the oysters, Puldudy, County Gallwey. I never knew how rich I was, like another story in the zoedone of the zephyros, strolling and strolling and carrying my dragoman, Meath's marvel, thass withumpronouncable tail, along the shore. Did you know my cousin, Mr Jasper Dougal that keeps The Anchor on the Mountain, Jasper of the Tuns, Pat Whateveryournameis?

— The wolves of Fochlut! By Whydoyoucallme? Do not flingamejig to the wolves!

— Turcafiera! That's a good wan right enough! Wooluvs no less!

— One moment now, ^|10(+|shif I foreshoretenº ^«++unread the bloss on your bleather^s++|. Encroachement spells erosion. Dunlin and turnstone augur us where, how and when best as to burial of carcass, fuselage of dump and committal of noisance. But^sh|+)10| since you invocate ^(10'austers. ^|shausters for the trailing of vixens.^sh|10') I would like to ⁽⁺¹⁰put a question ^|shsend a cormorant around this blue lagoon^sh|+)10|. Tell me now this. You told my larned friend rather previously a moment since about this mound or barrow. Now I suggest to you that ere there was this plagueburrow, as you seem to call it, there was a burial ⁽⁺¹⁰boat ^|shbattellº, the boat of millions of years^sh|+)10|. Would you bear me out in that, relatively speaking? ^|10|shWithº her jackstaff jerking at her jennyladdersº^sh|, why not, and ^|shsizing a fair sail^sh|?º Knowestº thouº the kind?º ^|shThe Pourquoi Pas,º f bound for Weissduwasland^sh|, that ^|shfourmaster barquentine^sh||a, ^|shWebster says^sh|,^{a| |sh}our ship that ne'erº returned^sh|.^10| The Frenchman, I say, was an orange boat. He is a boat. You see him. The both how you see is they! Draken af Danemork! ^|10(+|shSacked it or ate it?^sh|+)10| What? ^|10(+|shHennu!^sh|+)10| Spake ab laut!

— Couch, cortege, ringbarrow, dungcairn. Beseek the runes and see the longurn. All maun away when ye hear the gonghorn. ^|10(+|shAnd meet Nautsen.^{sh|+) |sh}Ess Ess. O ess.^sh| Warum night! Conning
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two lay payees.^10| Norsker. Her raven flag was out, the slaver. I trow pon Good, Jordan's scaper, Good's Barnet and Trustyman. Crouch low, you pigeons three! Say, call that girl with the tan tress awn! Call Wolfhound! Wolf of the sea. Folchu! Folchu!

— Very good now. That's folklore straight from the ass his mouth. Now, to come to the midnight middy on this levantine ponenter, I will crusade on with the parent ship^(10', weather ^|s+permitting prophetting^s+|,^10') far away from those green hills. A station, Ireton tells me, bonafide for keeltappers. From Daneland sailed the oxeyed man. Now mark well what I say.

— Magnus Spadebeard, korsets krosser ^(10'|s+from the welshes of Penmizzen, welsher perfyddye^s+|10'). Signed to me with his baling scoop. Laid bare his breastpaps to give suck, to suckle me. Ecce hagios chrisman!
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— O Jeyses' fluid! says the poisoned well. ^(10'|shFuttfishy^sh| the First.º^10') Hootchcopper's enkel ^|10(+|shat the navel manoeuvresº^sh|+)10|!

— Hep! Hello there, Bill of Old Bailey! Whu's he? Whu's this lad wi' the pups?

— Hunkalus Childared Easterheld. It's his lost chance, Emania. Ware him well!

— Hey! Did you dream you were ating your own tripe, acushla, that you tied yourself up that wrynecky fix?

— I see now. Grimbarb and pancercrucer! You took the words out of my mouth. A child's dread for a dragon vicefather. Hillcloud encompass us! You mean you lived as Milky at their lyceum, couard, while you learned, volp volp, to howl yourself wolfwise. Dyb! Dyb! Do your best!

— I am dob dob dobbling like old ^|10boots Booth's^10|, courteous. The cubs are after me, the whole totem pack, for Robinson's shield.

— Scents and gouspils! Find the Fingall harriers! Here, howl me wiseacre's hat till I gang die of the milkman's lupus!

— Whaat! Wolfgang! Whoah! Taalk very slowo!
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— Hail him heathen, heal him holystone!
Courser, recourser, changechild, ..........
Eld as endall, earth .................

— ^|10(+|shA cataleptic mithyphallic!^sh|+)10| Was this Totum Fulcrum Est Ancestor yu had in Dies Eirae where no spider webbeth or Anno Mundi ere bawds plied in Skiff Strait? Be fair, Chris!

— Dream. On a monday I sleep. I dreamt of a sunday. On a monday I shall wake. Ah! May he have now of here fearfilled me! Sinflowed, O Sinflowed! Fia! Fia! Befurcht Christ!

— I have your tristich now. It recurs in three times the same differently. And comming nown from the asphalt to the concrete, ^(10'from the ^|shhuman historic brute^sh|, Finnsen Faynean, occeanyclived,^10') to this same vulcanised hillsir from yours (there is such a fui fui story ^|10(+|shwhich obtains^sh|+)10| of him), Mr Tuppling Toun of Morningside Heights, with his lavas flow and his rambling undergroands, would he reoccur ad horam as old Romeo Rogers in city or county, by, with or from an urb, an you're sure of you know the differenciabus, as brauchbarred in Apabhramsa, sierrah! We speak of Gunne, the farther. And in the locative. Bap! Bap!

— Ouer Tad, Hellig Babbau, whom certayn orbits assertant re humeplace of Chivitats Ei, Smithwick, Rhonnda, Kaledon, Salem (Mass), Childers, Argos and Duthless. Well, I am advised he might in a sense be both nevermoreless
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every atman like myself, suffix it to say. Abrahamsk and Brookbar! By him it was done bapka, by me it was gone into, to whom it will beblive, mushame, mushame! I am afraid you could not heave ahora one of your own old stepstones, barnabarnabarn, over a stumbledown wall here in Huddlestown to this classic Noctubrr night but itandthey would binge, much as vecious, off the glosshouse back of a racerider in his true-to-flesh colours, either handicapped on her flat or barely repeating himself. That is a tiptip oldy faher now, the man I go in fear of, Tommy Terracotta, and he could be all your and my das, the brodar of the founder of the father of the finder of the pfander of the pfunder of the furst man in Ranelagh. Fué! Fué! ^|10|sh|aPastries ^|s+Patees Petries^s+|a| and violet ice (as I am yam, as ^|aI Me^a| and Tam Tower used to ^|asay^{sh| |sh}jagger pemmer itº^a| over at ^|aour Cheese's the house of
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Eddy's Christy,º ^|bmeaning^b| Dodgfather, Dodgson and Coo^sh|a|) ^|shand spiriduous sanction!^sh|º^10|

— Breeze softly. Aures are aureas. Hau's his naun?

— Me das has or oreils. Piercey! Piercey! Piercey! Piercey!

— White eyeluscious and no hears! Muddyhorsebroth! Pig Pursy Riley! But where do we get off, chiseller?

— Haltstille, Lucas and Dublinn! Vulva! Vulva! Vulva! Vulva!

— Macdougal, Atlantic City, or his onagrass that is, chuam and coughan. I would go near identifying you from your stavrotides, Jong of Maho, and the westarias round your yokohahat. And that O'mulanchonry plucher you have from the worst curst of Ireland, Glwlwdd of the Mghtwy Grwpp, is no use to you either, Johnny my donkeyschott. Number four, fix up your spreadeagle and pull your weight!

— ^|10D'ye ^|shHooshin hom to our regional's hin and the gander of Hayden,^sh| wouldº ye^10| ken a young stepschuler of psychical chirography the name of Kevin ^|10(+|shor (let outers pray) Evan Vaughan,º of his Posthorn in the High Street,^sh|+)10| that was shooing a Guiney gagag, Poulepinter, that foun the dogumen number one? An illegible, I ^|10would^10| suggest, downfumbed by an unelgible.

— ^|10If I do know saintedº sageness? ^|shSometimes he would keep silent for a few minutes^|a, as if in prayer, and clasp his forehead and clasp his forehead, as if in prayer,º^a| and during thatº time he would be thinking to himself and he would not mind anybody who would be talking to him or crying stinking fish.^sh| But^10| I no way need you, stroke oar, nor your quick handles. You're too farfast a cock of the north there, Matty Armagh, and you're ^|10(+|shdue^sh|+)10| south so.

— South, I see. You're up-in-Leal-Ulster and I'm free-Down-in-Easia. This is much better. He is cured by faith who is sick of fate. The prouts who will invent a writing there ultimately is the poeta still more learned who has discovered the raiding there originally. That's the point of eschatology ^(10'I reach our book of kills reaches^10') for now in soandso many counterpoint words.
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What can't be coded can be decorded if an ear aye sieze what no eye ere grieved for. Now, the doctrine obtains, we have, let me suggest, occasioning cause causing
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effects and affects occasionally recausing altereffects. Or I will take it upon myself to twist the penman's tale posterwise. The gist is the Shaum but the hand is the hand of Sameas. There is a strong suspicion on counterfeit Kevin. And we all remember ye in childhood's revery. 'Tis the bells of scandal that gave tune to grumble over him and someone between me and thee. He's our sent on the fern. He would preach to the two Turkies and dipdip all the Dindians, this master the abbey, and give gold tidings to all that are in the bonze age of anteproresurrectionism to entrust their easter uppearance to Borsaiolini's house of hatcraft. Now, have you reasonable hesitancy in your mind about him after fourpriest red mass or are you in your post? Tell me that and sans dismay. Leap, pard!

— Fierappel! Putting years on me! I'll see you moved farther, blarneying Marcantonio! We were wombful of mischief, everliking a liked. That babe, imprincipially and initiumwise, ^(10'my leperd brethern,^10') the Puer, ens innocens of but fifteen primes, ya all in your kalb lionised so trilustriously, at the real school, to be upright as his match, healtheous as is egg, saviour as the salt and good wee broad, did I altermobile him to a flare in hogsfat? Been ike hins kindergardien? I know not, O cashla, I am sure of, meis enfins, but the first mover^|10(+, ^|shthatº father I ascend from,º^sh|+)10| knows by whom I came into being ^|10(+|shin ayr, plage and watfordº^sh|+)10| as to I was altered in postulance of my future state to thrice myself when I, a palegrim, received the habit ^|10(+|shfrom Mezienius and Mezosius^sh|+)10| and was verted and circumcissed my hairs, O laud, and removed my clothes ^|10(+|shfrom patristicº motives^sh|+)10|, meas minimas culpads! If this ick crouched low in humble down dead true in the childhide mid mean scatological
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past, with my thraintropps for meye eyesalt, making so smell of myself to confess in clean ^(10'to yous ^|shoctopods^{sh| 10')} of my mansuetude before him and Audeon's to mine sore what I (the person whomin I now am) did not do, how he to say essied and how he was making errant and how he all lowcutey sunt, why did you, my sexth best friend, blabber always you would be so delated to back me ^|10(+|sh, then ersed irredent,^sh|+)10| to Humphrey
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and Nephew, old beggelaut, for such post in his night office? And then, by Saint Momoluius, you snub round in your moving motion to the other catechumens and you say with append of signature quoniam you will celebrand my dirthdies quoniam I am twosides uppish ^|10|sh, a mockbelief insulant,^sh|10| and none meer hiber Irish. Well, before Avtokinatown, forasmuch as many have tooken in hand to, I may as well humbly correct that vespian now in case of temporalities. I've my pockets full comeplay of you laycreated cardonals, ap Rince, ap Rowler, ap Rancer, ap Rowdey! Improperial! I saved you fore of the Hekkites and you loosed me hind, blind harry, to the burghmote of Oud Dub. I teachet you in fair time, my elders, the W.X.Y.Z. and P.Q.R.S. of legatine powers and you, Ailbeybar and Ciaradeclan, I learn, episcoping me altogether, circumdeditioned me. I brought you from the loups of Lazary and you have remembered my lapsus langways. Watacooshy lot! My ruridecanal caste is a cut above you peregrines. Say voche to rumanescu. See the leabhour of my generations! I'm of the ochlocracy with Prestopher Palumbus and Porvus Parrio. Soa koa Kelly Terry per Chelly Derry lepossette. Ho, look at my jailbrand Exquovis and sequencias High marked on me fakesimilar in the foreign by Pappagallus and Pumpusmugnus. Aham! Anglicey: Eggs squawfish lean yoe nun feed marecurious!
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I can self laud nilobstat to my patrician morning coat of arms with my High tripenniferry cresta proper and caudal mottams: Itch dean! Which Gaspey, Otto and Sauer he renders: Eeho stay so! And Mind, praisegad, is the first praisonal Egoname Yod heard boissboissy in Moy Bog's domesday. Hastan the vista! Or in alleman: Suck at!

— Suck it yourself, sugarstick! Misha, Yid think whose was asking to luck at your sore toe or to taste your gaspy, hot and sour! Bo ba bi bo bum! Ichthyan! Hegoat's tosser! Gags be plebsed! ^(10'Betweenº ^|shhis voyeursº and her consinnantes^sh|! Thugg, Dirke and Hacker with ^|shRose Lankester and Blanche Yorke^sh|!^10') Are we speechin d'anglas landage or are you sprakin sea Djoytsch? What about your thruppenny croucher of an old fellow, me boy through the ages, tell us, eh? What about Brian's the Vaunt-and-Onlieme master monk, eh, eh, Spira in Me
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Domino, spear me Doyne! Fat prize the bonafide peachumpidgeonlover, esquire earwugs, escusado, of Jenkins' Area, with his I've ivy under his tangua and the hohallo to his dullaphone, before there was, eh, eh, eh, a sound in the world? How big was his boost friend ^|10|shand be shanghaied to him^sh|10|? The swaaber! The twicer^|10(+, ^|shtrifoaledº in Wanstable^sh|+)10|! Loud's curse to him! If you hored him outerly as we harem lubberintly with his drums and bones and hums in drones, your innereer'd heerdly heer he. Ho ha hi he hung!

— Nicey Doc Mistel Lu, please! Me no angly mo. Me speakee Yellman's lingas. Me no pigey ludiments allsame numpa one Topside Tellmastoly fella. Me pigey savvy a singasong anothel time. Pleasie, Mista Lukie Walkie! Jossdam cowbellymaam belongame shepullamealalmalong, begolla, jackinaboss belongashe. Plentymuch boohoomeo.

— Hell's Confucium and the Elements! ^|10(+|shTootoo moohootch!^sh|+)10| Thot's never the postal cleric^(10', checking ^|shchinchin chat with nipponnippers^sh|10')!
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Halte there, sob story, to your lambdach's tale! Are yu roman cawthrick 432?

— Quadrigue my yoke.
Triple my tryst.
Tandem my sire.

— Tantris, hattrick, ^(10'tryst and parting,º by ^|shvowelglide^sh|!^10') I feel your thrillojoy. Mouth's overtspeaking^|s10, O dragoman,^s10| hand's understudium. Plunger words what paddle verbed. Mere man is mimic: God is jest. The old order changeth and lasts like the first. Now^|s10,º fix on ^|shthe little fellow in my eye^sh|, Minucius Mandrake, and follow^s10| my little psychosinology, poorarmer in slingslang. Now I ^|10(+|shthe lord of Tuttoo^sh|+)10| am placing that initial T square ^|10(+|shof burial jade^sh|+)10| upright to your temple a moment. Do you see anything, templar?

— I see a blackfrinch pliestrycook … who is carrying on his brainpan … a cathedral of lovejelly for his … Tiens, how he is like somebodies!

— What sound of tistress isoles my ear? I horizont the same J ^|10(+|sh, this serpe with ramshead,º^sh|+)10| and lay it lightly to your lip a little. What do you feel, liplove?

— I feel a fine lady … floating on a stillstream of isisglass … with gold hair to the bed … and white arms to the twinklers … O la la!

— O, seay but swift and still a vain essaying! I invert the initial I of your tripartite and sign it sternly ^|10(+|sh, anº adze to girdle,^sh|+)10| on your breast. What do you hear, breastplate?

— I ahear of a hopper behidin the door slappin his feet in a pool of bran.
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— Again am I deliciated by the picaresqueness of your irmages. Now^|10(+, ^|shtheº oneir urge impelling it iterimpellant,º^sh|+)10| I feel called upon to ask did it ever occur to you, qua you, prior to this, by a stretch of
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your iberborealic imagination, when it's quicker than this quacking, that you might, bar accidens, be very largely substituted in potential secession from your next life by a complementary character, voices apart? Upjack! I shudder for your thought! Think! ^|10|shPut from your mind that and take on trust this.^sh|10| The next word depends on your answer.

— I'm ^|10trying thinking^10| to. Thogged, be thenked! ^|10|shI was just trying to think when I thought I felt a flea.^sh|10| I might have. I cannot say ^(10'for ^|shit is of no sangnificanceº at all^sh|10'). Sometider, once or twice when I was in Odinburgh with me addlefoes, ^|10'|s+|shJake Jones^sh|,º the handscabby,^s+|10'| when I thinkled I wore trying on my garden substisuit, boys's apert, at my nextword nighboor's, and maybe more largely nor you, quosh you, messmate, yet realise. A few times, so to shape, as I chanced to be stretching, in the shadow as I thought, the liferight out of myself in my ericulous imagination I felt feeling a half Scotch and pottage like round my middle ageing ^|10like Bewley in the baste^10| so that I indicate out to myself and I swear my gots how that I'm not meself at all, no jolly fear, when I realise bimiselves how becomingly I to be going to become.

— O, is that the way with you, you craythur? You have all our empathies. In the becoming was the weared, wontnot? ^|10Hood maketh not frere.^10| The voice is the voice of jokeup, I fear. Are you imitating Roma now or Amor now, eh, Mr Trickpat, if you don't mind, that is, ^(10'aside from ^|shpingsº and mush,^sh|10') answering to my straight question?

— ^|10God save the monk!^10| I won't mind, this is, answering to your strict crossquests, whereas it would be as unethical for me now to answer as it would have been nonsensical for you then not to have asked. Out of my name you call me, Leelander. ^|10|shBut in my sheltarº you'll miss me. When Lapac walks backwords he's theº darkest horse in Capalisoot.^sh|10| Same no can, home no will, gangin I am. Gengang is mine and I will return. You knew me once but you won't know me twice. I am simpliciter arduus, ars of the school, Freeday's child in loving and thieving.

— ^|10My child,º know this!º ^|shSome portion of that answer appears to have been takenº by you from the writings of Saint Synodius,º
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that first liar. Let us hear, therefore, as you honour and obey the queen,º whetherº the indwellingness of that which shamefieth be entwined of one or atoned of two.^sh|º^10| Let us hear, Art simplicissime!

— Dearly beloved brethren! Bruno and Nolan, bogholders and stationary lifepartners off orangey Saint Nessau Street, were explaining it avicendas
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all round each other ere yesterweek out of Ibn Sen and Ipanrussch. When himupon Nolan Bruno monopolises his egobruno most unwillingly senses by the mortal powers alionolan equal and opposite brunoipso, ipso, id est, eternally provoking alio opposite equally as provoked as Bruno at being eternally opposed by Nolan. Poor omniboose singalow singlearum! So is he!

— Aver who is? Ib is itsen? Or you positively mean nolans but volans, an alibi, do you, Mutemalice? Bruin goes to Noble, suffering unegoistically from the singular but enjoying, the skipgod, on the plural? ^(10'Dustify of that sole, you breather! ^|shRuemember, blither,º thou must lie!^sh|10')

— ^|10(+|shOessoyess!^sh|+)10| I mean in ^|s+10'Australian ^|shOstralianº^sh|s+|10'| someplace my allaboy brother, Negoist Cabler of this city, ^|10(+|shwhomº 'tis better ne'er to name, my said brother,º^sh|+)10| expulled for looking at churches from behind, mults deeply belubdead, who is sender of the Hullo Eve Cenograph in prose and worse every Allso's night. High Brazil, Brandan's Deferred, ^(10'midden Erse clare language,^10') Noughtnoughtnought. Nein. Assass. Dubbire ^|10(+|sh, per Neuropaths^|sh+)10|. ^|s10Punk.^s10| Starving today ^|s10plays punk^s10| opening tomorrow ^|s10pleaas two plays punk^s10| wire splosh ^|10how two plays punk^10| Cabler. Have you forgotten poor Alby Sobrinos, Geoff^(10', you blighter, identifiable by the necessary white patch on his rear^10')? ^(10'How he ^|shwent to his swiltersland after his lungs^sh|(+, ^|shmyº sad late brother,^{sh|+) |s+}before his coglionial expancian?^s+|10') Won't you join me in a small halemerry^(10', ^|sha bottle of the best^sh|,^10') for wellmet Capeler, united Irishmen, ^(10'what though preferring the stranger, the coughs and the itches and the minnies and the ratties and theº opulose and theº bilgenses,º^10') for of his was the patriots mistaken.
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Yet be there some who mourn him^(10', ^|shconcluding him dead^sh|,^10') and more there be that wait astand. His fuchs up the staires and the lodgers in his haires, he ought to win that V.V.C. Fullgrapce for an endupper, half muxy on his whole! ^(10'|shWould he were even among the lost!^{sh| |s+}From ours bereft beyond belongs.^s+|10') Oremus poor fraternibus that he may ^(10'yet ^|shescape the gallowsº^sh| and^10') still remain ours faithfully deported. ^(10'|shI wronged you.^{sh| |sh}I never want to see more of bad men but^sh|10') I want to ^|s+10'know learn^s+|10'| with much thanks, here's ditto, if he lives in ^|10|shthe antipathies^sh| of^10| Austrasia or anywhere ^|10(+|shwith my ^«+++faungest fawngest^{s+++|sh|+)10|} on his hooshmoney, safe and damned, or has hopped it, or who can throw any lime on the ⁽⁺¹⁰subject ^|shsopjack^sh|+)10|, my sameplace fond fosther, E. Obiit Nolan, ^|10(+|shThe Workings,^sh|+)10| N.S.W., ^|10(+|shhis condition^sh|+)10| off the Venerable Jerrybuilt, not belonging to these parts, who I remember ham to me, when we were like bro and sis over our castor and porridge, with his roamin I suppose ^|10«++|sh, expectingº for his clarenx negus,º^sh|s++|10| a teetotum obstainer. ^|10|s+He feels he ought to be
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^|saas^sa| asamed of me ^|saand as^sa| me to be ashunned of him.^s+| We were in one class of age like to two clots of egg. I am most beholding to him^|s+, my namesick,º ^|sa|shas we sayed it in ^(aour^a) Amharican,º^sh|sa|s+| through the Doubly Telewisher. ^|s+|shOutpassed hearts wag short pertimes.^{sh|s+| |sh|s+}Wornout Worndown^s+| shoes upon his feet^sh|, ^|shto whose redress no tongue can^{sh| |sh}tell^sh|: in ^|shhis hands a boot!º Spare me, do, a copper or two,º^sh| and ^|shhappy I'll hope you'll be!^sh|º^10| I am no scholar but I loved that man ^|10(+|shwho has africot lupps^sh|+)10| with the moonshane in his profile. My semblabble! My freer! I call you my halfbrother because you in your soberer ^|10(+|shotiumic^|sh+)10| moments remind me deeply of my natural saywhen brothel in feed, hop and jollity, S. H. Devitt, that benighted irismaimed, who is tearly belaboured by Sydney and Alibany.

^(10'— ^|shThat letter selfpenned to one's other, that neverperfect everplanned!º^sh|

— ^|shThis nonday diary, this allnights newseryreel.^sh|10')

— ^(10'|shMy dear sir!^{sh| |s+|sh}In this wireless age any owl rooster can ^|sapick peck^sa|
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up bostoons.^{sh|s+|10') |s+10'}Whoewaxed But whoewaxed^s+|10'| he so anguished? Was he vector victored or victim vexed?

— ^(10'|shMighty sure!^sh|10') Way way for his wehicale! A parambolator ram into his bagsmall when he was reading alawd with two ecolites and he's been failing of that kink in his arts over sense.

— Madonagh and chiel^(10', ^|shidealist leading a double life^sh|10')! But who ^|10(+|shfor the brilliance of brothers^sh|+)10| is the Nolan as appearant nominally?

— Mr Nolan is pronuminally and rereally a Mr Gottgab.

— I get it, you reeker! An untaken mispatriate! ^(10'|shBy hearing ^(aa his^a) thing about a person one begins to place him^{sh| (a|sh}for a certain^{sh|a) |sh}in true.^sh|10') He stands pat for you before a direct object in the feminine. I see. By maiden sname. Now, I am earnestly asking you, will you just search through your gabgut memoirs for all of two minutes for this impersonating pronolan^(10', ^|shfairhead on foulshoulders^sh|10'). Would it be in twofold truth a Doblinganger much about your own medium with a sandy whiskers? ^|10|shPoke me nabs in the ribs and pick the erstwort out of his mouth.^sh|10|

— Too fullfully true! Treble Stauter of Holy Baggot, formerly Swordmeat, Street (I surpassed him lately for four and six bringing home the Christmas, as heavy as music, hand to eyes on the peer for Noel's Arch, in Blessed Foster's Place) is doing the dirty on me with his tantrums and all these godforgiven kilowatts I'd be better off without. Though she's write to him she's levt by me, Jenny Rediviva! Toot! Detter for you, Mr Nobru! Toot toot! Better for you, Mr Anol! This is the way we. Of a redtettetterday morning.
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— When your countraman is looking for righting, that is not a good sign? Not?

— I speak truly, it's not.

^|s10— What though it be for ^|shthe sow of his heart? If even she were a good poorº Pegeen?^sh|s10|

^|s10— ^|shIf she ate your windowsill ^|sayou'd never you wouldn't^sa| say ^|~that sowº^~|.^sh|s10|

^|10— ^|shWould you be surprised after that ^|aby atº^a| my asking have you a bull,^sh| a bosbully,º with a ^|shwhistle in his tail to scare other birds^sh|?

— ^|shI would.^sh|10|
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^|10— ^|shWere you with Sindy ^|~met and^~| Sandy attending Goliath, a bull?^sh|

— I was intending a funeral. Simply and samply.^10|

^|10— They are too wise wise of solbing their silbings?

— And both croon to the same theme.^10|

— Tugbag is Baggut's^|10'«+', ^|shwhen a crispin sokolist^{sh| |sa|sh}rams over blank^{sh| |sh}besoops juts ^|~kemps kamps^~| or clapperclaws^{sh| (++}a blank an irvingite offthedocks^{++)sa|s+'|10'|}. A luckchange, I see. ^|10(+|shThinking young through the muddleage spread, the moral fat his mental leans on.^sh|+)10| We can cop that with our straat that is called corkscrewed. It would be the finest boulevard billy for a mile in every direction, from Lismore to Cape Brendan, Patrick's, if they took the bint out of the mittle of it. You told of a tryst too, two a tutu. I wonder now, without releasing seeklets of the alcove, turturs or raabraabs have I heard mention of whose name anywhere? Mallowlane or Demaasch?

— Marak! Marak! Marak!
Ha drappad has draraks an Mansianhase parak
And ha had ta barraw tha watarcrass shartclaths aff tha arkbashap af Yarak!

^(10'— ^|shFrom the sallies to the allies through their central power?^{sh| |sh}And did they show the flag?^sh|

— ^|shPirce! Perce! Quick! Queck!^sh|10')

— O Tara's thrush! The sharepusher! And he said he was only taking the ^(10'|shaverage^sh|10') grass temperature for Green Thurdsday^(10', ^|shthe blutchy scaliger^sh|10')! Who you know the musselman, his musclemum and mistlemam? Maomi, Mamie, My Mo Mum! He loves a drary lane. Feel Phylliscitations to Daff Mr Hairwigger who as just added twinned little curls! He was resting between Horrockses' sheets, wailing for white warfare ^(10'|shpro-boor^sh|10'), unbiassed by the embarrassment of disposal, but the first woking day in Baltic Bygrad, by Thunder, he put on
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his recriution trousers and riding apron, the old soggy, was when the bold bhuoys of Iran wouldn't join up.
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— How voice you that, nice Sandy man? Not large goodman is he, Sandy nice? Ask him this one minute upthrow his burly ear womit he dropped his Bass's to P flat.

— And for that he was allaughed? And then baited? The whole gammat?

— Loonacied! Marterdyed!! Madwakemiherculossed!!! Judascessed!!!! Pairaskivvymenassed!!!!! Luredogged!!!!!! And, needatellye, faulscrescendied!!!!!!!

— Dias Domnas! Dolled to dolthood? And Annie Delittle, his daintree diva, ^(10'|shin deltic dwilights,^sh|10') singing him ^|10(+|shhenpecked^sh|+)10| rusish through the bars? ^|10(+|shMother of emeralds, ora poor neighbours!^sh|+)10|

— Well, I beg to traverse same above statement ^(10'by ^|shsaxy luters^{sh| |s+|sa}as what^sa| reflects upon my administrants of ^|saslow slewº^sa| poisoning^s+|10') inasmuch as my dodear devere revered meinhirr was confined to guardroom, I hindustand, by my pint of his Filthered pilsen's bottle which I was bringing up my quee in my sedown chair with my mudfacepacket ^|10from my ^|shcash chemist^{sh| «+'}and family ^|shdrugger^{sh| s+'|10|} to our aural surgeon, Afamado Doctor Achmed Borumborad, of 1001 Umbrilla Street, Alleypulley, to see what was my watergood, my mesical wasserguss, for repairs done by bollworm in the rere of pilch knickers, seven yerds to his pole on perch, ^|10together with his ^|~for me^{~| |sh}unfillable slopper^sh|,^10| property of my deeply forfear revebereared, who was costing us mostfortunes ^(10'|shwhich I am writing in mepetition^sh|10') when he was sitting ^|10(+|shhim humpbacked^sh|+)10| in dry dryfilthyheat to his Trinidad pinslers at their orpentings, entailing a laxative tendency especially with him being forbidden fruyt and certified by his sexular clergy to have emotional valvular, with a basketful of priesters crossing the singorgeous to aroint him, and thereinafter liable to succumb, when served with letters of below the belch, if my rupee ropure riputed husbandship
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took a brief one in his shirtsails out of the alleged given mineral, telling me see his Sunday features of a welcomed aperrytiff (he never battered one eagle's before paying me his duty ^(10'|shon my annaversary^sh|10') to ^|10the ^|shparroteyes ^|s+lust list^s+|sh| in^10| my nil ensemble in his lazychair but he hidded up my hemifaces in all my mayarannies and he looked plum into my mirrymouth like the end of time
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with the songlight's hope singling on his ruddycheeks and rawjaws) and, my charmer, when I dipped my hand in he simply showed me his propendiculous loadpoker, Seaserpents hisses Sissastones, which was as then is produced in his man's way by this wisest of the wise with the remere ramind remure remark: Lithia, as this is for ^|s10Sneak Snooker ^s10|

^|s10— ^|shWhich was said by ^|~when whem^~| to whom?

— It wham. But whim I can't whumemberº.^sh|s10|

— Fantasy! Funtasy on fantasy! Amnes' fintasies! and there is nihil nuder under the clothing moon. ^(10'The ^|shWhen Ota, weewahrwificle of Torquells,^sh| bumpsed her dumpsydiddle down in her woolsark,º she mode our heuteyleutey girlery of peerlesses to set up in all their bombossities of feudal fiertey, fanned, flounced and frangipanned,º while the^10') massstab whereby Ephialtes has exceeded is the measure^(10', simplexº mendaciis,^10') by which our Outis cuts his thruth. ^|10|shArkaway now!^sh|10|

^(10'— Yerds and nudes say ayes and noes! ^|s+Vide-vide! Vide! Vide!^s+|

— ^|s+blank Let Eivin bemember for Gates of Gold for their fadeless suns berayed her. Irise, O sirises!º And be Be thy mouth given unto thee! For why do you lack a link of luck ^|~blank please to poise a pont of perfect, peace^~|? On the vignetto is a ragingoos. The overseer of the house of the oversire of the seasº, ^|~Nu, Nu-Men, triumphant,^~| sayeth:º Fly as ^|~a hawk. Cry the hawk, cry^~| as the ^|~corncrake. Shout? corncrake, Anni Ani Latch of the postern is thy name; shout!^~|s+|10')

— ^|10'|s+My heart, my mother! My heart, my ^|~blank coming forth of darkness!^~|s+|10'| What a ^|s+10'surprise surpraise^s+|10'|, dear Mr Preacher,
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I to hear from your strawnummical modesty! ^|10|shYes, there was that skew arch of chrome sweet home,º floodlit up above the flabberghosted farmament and bump where the camel got the needle. Talk about iridescenciesº! Ruby and beryl and chrysolite, jade, sapphire, jasper and lazul.^sh|10|

^(10'— ^|shHeavencry at earthcall, etnat athos? Extinct your vulcanology for the lava of Moltens!^sh|

— ^|shIt's you not me's in erupting,º hecklar!^sh|10')

— Ophiuchus being visible above t'horizon, Muliercula occluded by ⁽⁺¹⁰Saturn's ^|shSatarn's serpent^sh|+)10| ring system the Pisciolinies, Nova Ardoris and Prisca Parthenopea, are a bonnie feature in the northern sky. Ers, Mores and Merkery are surgents below the rim of the Zenith Part, while Arctura, Anatolia, Hesper and Mesembria weep in their mansions over Noth, Haste, Soot and Waste.

— ^|10(+|shApep and Uachet!^sh|+)10| Holy snakes! Chase me, Charley, Eva's got barley! Under her fluencies, all in! The Ural Mount he's on the move and he'll quivvy
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her with his strombolo! ^(10'|shWaddlewurst, the bag of tow, as broad above as he is below!^sh|10') Creeping through the ^|10(+|shliongrass and^sh|+)10| bullrusshies ^|10(+|sh, the obesendean,^sh|+)10| before the Emfang de Maurya's class in Bill Shasser's shotshrift writing academy camouflaged as a blancmange and maple syrup! Obeisance to their sitinims is the follicity of this Orp. ^(10'|shHer sheikº to Slave, his dick to Dave,º and the fat of the land to Guygas.^sh|10') The treadmill pebbledropper haha halfahead overground and she'd only chitschats in her spanking bee bonnetry, Allapolloosa! Up the slanger! Three cheers (and a heva heva heva!) for the name Dan Magraw!

— He will kitssle me on melbaw. ^(10'|shWhat about his age? says you. What about it? says I.^{sh| |sh}I will confess to his sins^sh| and blush me further.^10') I would misdemean to rebuke to the libels of snots from the ^|s+10'fleshmarket ^|shfleshambles^{sh|s+|10'||s10},º ^|shthe canalles^sh|s10|. ^|10|s+|shSynamite is too gooth good for them.^sh|s+|10| Two overthirties ^|s10|shin shore ^|s+shorts shorties^s+|sh|s10|! She's askapot at Nile Lodge and she's citchincarry at the left Mrs Hamazum's. Will you warn your old habasund, barking at baggermen, his chokefull chewing his chain? Responsif you
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plais. The said Sully, a barracker ^(10'|shassociated with tinkers^sh|10'), the blackhand, ^|10wreuter of ^|shannoyingmostº letters^sh|,º^10| he is Magrath's thug and smells cheaply of Power's spirits like a deepsea dibbler and he is not fit enough to throw guts down to a bear. ^(10'|shSylphling me when is a maid nought a maid he would go to anyposs length for her!^sh| So long, Sully Sullim Sulleyman!^10') If they cut his nose on the stitcher they had their seven good reasons. Here's to the ^|s+10'length leglift^s+|10'| of my snuff and trout stocking orangefin with a mosaic of dispensations from my church milliner and a frozen black patata, when Lynch, Brother Friends and Company is prepared to stretch him sacred by the starlight. ^|10|sa|shHemp, hemp, hurray!^{sh| sa| |sh}I could put him under my pallyass and slept slepp on him all night^sh||sa,º ^|shand as I could would roll myself for holy poly over his barrowingº places^sh|sa|.^10| Inasmuch as I am delightful to be able to state^|10, withº the joy of lifing in my forty winkers,º^10| that a handsome sovereign was freely pledged in their pennis in the sluts maschine, alonging with a cherrywickerkishabrack under Shadow La Rose, to both lady performers of display unquestionable, Elsebett and Marryetta Gunning, by that noblesse of
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leechers at his Saxon tannery with motto, O'Neill Saw Queen Molly's Pants, and much admired engraving meaning complete manly parts during alleged recent act of our chief mergey margey magistrades, five itches above the kneecap, as required by statues. If you won't release me stop to please me up the leg of me. Now you see! Respect. Your wife. Amn. Anm. Amm. Ann.

— ^|10|shI am afraid, my poor woman^{sh| |a|sh}of that same name^sh|a|, you are misled.^10|
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Sure, that old humbugger was boycotted and girlcutted in debt and doom, on hill and haven, ^(10'even by the ^|shshow-the-flag flotilla^sh|,^10') as I'm given now to understand. Illscribed in the gratuitouses and conspued in the takeyourhandaways. Bumbty Tumbty Sot on a Wall. Mute art for the Million. There wasn't an archimandrite of Dane's Island and the townland's tropics nor a minx from the Isle of Woman nor a one of the four cantins nor any on the whole wheel of his ecunomical counciliabulum nor nogent ingen meid on alled the holed scarface of the jorth would come next or nigh him^(10', ^|shMr Eelwhipper^sh|,^10') or his allgas bumgalowre, Auxilium Meum Solo A Domino (Amsad), for rime or ^|s+10rota ration^s+|, from piles or faces,^10| after that.

^|10— All ears did wagº old Eire wake as Piers Aurell was flappergangsted. ^|s+

—^s+| I have it here to my ^|s+fingall's fingees'º^s+| ends. ^|shThis lily liggy piggy wanted to go to the jampot. And this leggy peggy spelt pea. And threeseº lucky puckers played at pooping tout tooletom.^sh| Ma's da. Da's ma. Madas. Sadam.^10|

— ^|10|s+|shPater patruum cum filiabus familiarum.^sh|s+|10| Or, but, now, and, ariring out of her mirgery margery ^(10'|shwatersheads^sh|10') and, to change the subjunct ^(10'from the ^|shtraumaturgid^sh|10') for a once in a while and darting back to stuff, ^|10(+|shif so be you may identify yourself with the him in you,º^sh|+)10| that fluctuous neck merchantur, bloodfadder and milkmudder, since there are too many of her, Abha na Lifé, and getting on to dadaddy again, as them we're ne'er free of, was he in tea e'er he went on the bier or didn't he ontime do something seemly heavy in sugar? He sent out Christy Columb and he came back with a jailbird's unbespokables in his beak and then he sent out Le Caron Crow and the peacies are still looking for him. Speak to the right! Rotacist ca canny! ^(10'|shHe caun ne'er be bothered but maun e'er be waked.^sh|10') If there is a future in every past that is present Quis est qui non novit Quinnigin and Qui quwere quot at
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Quinnigain's Quake? ^(10'|shStump!^sh|10')

— Arra irraha hirarra, man, weren't they arriving in clansdestinies for the Oructions of the Ad Regias Agni Dapes, fogabawlers in all their centuries, after the crack and the lean years, scalpjaggers with houthheadhunters, like the messiats of the great god, a scarlet trainful, the Twoedged Petrard, totalling, leggats and prelaps, in their aggregate ages two and thirty plus undecimmed centries of them, with tuitifruities, insiders and extraomnes allcunct, from Rathgar, Rathangan, Roundtown and Rush, from America Avenue and Asia Place and the Afrian Way and Europa Parade and besogar the walds of Noo Souch Wilds, and from Vico, Mespil, Rock and Sorrento, for the lure of his weal and the fear of his oppidumic, to his salon de espera in the keel of his kraal, like lodes of ores flocking fast to Mount Maximagnetic, afeerd he was a gunner but affaird to stay away, Merrionites, Dumstdumbdrummers and Luccanicans, Ashtowners, Battersby Parkes and Krumlin Boyards, Phillipsburgs, Cabraists and Finglossies, Ballymunmen, Raheniacs and the bettlers of Clontarf, for to contemplate in manifests and pay their firstrate duties before the both of him, twelve stone a side, with their Thieve le Roué! and their Shvr yr Thrst! and their Uisgue ad Inferos! and their Usque ad Ebbraios! at and in the licensed boosiness premises of his delhightful bazar and reunited magazine hall, by the magazine wall, Hosty's and Co, Exports, for his five hundredth and sixtysixth bortday the Grand Old Magennis Mor, Parsee and Rahli, taker of the tributes, their Rinseky Poppakork and Piowtor the Grape, holding Dunker's durbar, boot kings and indiarubber umpires and shawhs from Paisley and muftis in muslim and sultana reiseines and jordan almonders and a row of jam sahibs and an odd principeza in her pettedcoat and the queen of knight's clubs and the Claddagh ringleaders and the two salaames and the Halfa Ham and the Hanzas Khan with two fat maharashers and the German selver geyser, and he polished up, protemptible, tintinabulating to himsilf so silfrich. And there was J. B. Dunlop, the
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best tyrent of ourish times, and a swanks of French wine stuarts and Tudor keepsakes and the Cesarewitch for the current counter, Leodegarius Sant Legegleger, riding lapsaddlelonglegs up the oakses staircase on muleback, like Amaxodios Isteroprotos, hindquarters to the fore and kick to the lift, and he handigrabbed on to his trulley natural anthem, Horsibus, keep your tailyup, and as much as the halle of the vacant throneroom, Oldloaf's Buttery, could safely accommodate of the houses of Orange and Bitters M.P., permeated by Druids D.P. and Brehons B.P. and Flawhoolaghs F.P. and Agiapommenites A.P. and Antepummelites P.P. and Ulster Kong and Munster's Herald with
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Athclee Ensigning and Athlone Poursuivant and his Imperial Catchering, his fain awan, and his gemmynosed sanctsons in epheud and ordilawn and his diamondskulled granddaucher, Adamantaya Liubokovskva, all murdering Irish, amok and amak, out of their boon companions in paunchjab and dogril and pammel and gougeroutty after plenty of his fresh stout and his good balls of malt, socialising and communicounting ^|10(+|shin the deification of his members,º^sh|+)10| for to nobble or salvage their herobit of him, the poohpooher old bossaloose, with his arthurious clayroses, Dodderick Ogonoch Wreck, busted to the wurrld at large, lying high as he lay in all dimensions on the table round in court dress and ludmers chain, as true as the Vernons have Brian's sword, with the floodlight switched back and a dozen and one tilly candles round in ringcampf, and with a hogo, fluorescent ^|10(+|shof his swathings^sh|+)10|, round him like an Italian warehouse, erica's clustered on his hayir, the spectrum in his prisent mocking the candiedights of his dadtid, bagpuddingpodded to his deafspot, ^(10'|shbewept of his chilidrimº and serafim, poors and personalities, venturous, drones and dominatorsº, ancients and auldancients,^sh|10') with his buttend up, expositoed for sale after referee's inspection, bulgy and blowrious, bunged to ignorious, healed, cured and
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embalsamate, most highly astounded, as it turned up, at thus being reduced to nothing.

— ^|10|shBappy-go-gully and ^|s+guff gaff^s+| for us all!^sh|10| And all his morties calisenic, tripping a trepas, neniatwantyng: Mulo Mulelo! Homo Humilo! Dauncy a deady O! Dood dood dood! O Bawse! O ^|s10Bawse Boese^s10|! O Muerther! O Mord! Mahmato! Moutmaro! O Smirtsch! O Smertz! Wo Hillill! Wa Hallall! Thou Thuoni! Thou Thaunaton! Umartir! Udamnor! Tschitt! Mergue! Eulumu! Huam Khuam! Malawinga! Malawunga! Ser Oh Ser! See ah See! Hamovs! Hemoves! Mamor! Rockquiem eternuel give donal aye in dolmeny! Bad luck's perpepperpot loosen his eyis! (Psich!)

— God save you king! Master of the Hidden Life!

— God serf yous kingly^|s10,º ^|saAdipose Rex adipose rex^sa|s10|! ^|s10And I had four in the morning and a couple of the lunch and three later onº but^s10|, your saouls to the dhaoul, do ye. Finnk. Fime. Fudd?

— ^(10'|shImpassable tissue of improbable liyers!^sh|10') D'yu mean to set there where y'are now, ^|s10|shcoddlin'º your supernumerary leg,^sh|s10| wi' that bizaar tongue in yur
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tolkshap, Sorley boy, repeating yurself like a muck in a market with your hindies and shindies, and tell me that?

— I mean to sit here on this altknoll where you are now, Surly guy, replete in myself, as long as I live, in my homespins, like a sleepingtop, with all that's buried ofsins insince insensed insidesofme. If I can't upset this pound of pressed ollaves I can sit up zounds of sounds upon him.

— Oliver! He may be an earthpresence. Was that a groan or did I hear the Dingle bagpipes? Wasting war and. Watch!

— Tris tris a ni ma mea! Prisoner of Love! Bleating Hart! Lowlaid Herd! Aubain Hand! Wonted Foot! Usque! Usque! Usque! Lignum in …

— ^|s10|shRawth of Gar and Donnerbruck Fire?!º^sh|s10| Is the ^|10(+|shstraysº^sh|+)10| world moving mound or what ^|10(+|shstatic^sh|+)10| babel is this, tell us?

— Whoishe whoishe whoishe whoishe linking in? Whoishe whoishe whoishe?
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— ^|10(+|shThe snare drum!^sh|+)10| Lay yer lug till the groun ^|s10man^s10|. ^|s10|shThe dead giant, man aliveº!^sh|s10| They're playing thimbles and bodkins. Clan of the Gael! Hep! Whu's within?

— Dovegall and finshark they are. Ring to the rescue!

Zinzin. Zinzin.

Crum abu! Cromwell to victory!

We'll gore them and gash them and gun them and gloat on them.

Zinzin.

— O, widows and orphans, it's the yeomen! Redshanks for ever! Up Lancs!

— The cry of the roedeer it is! The white hind! Their slots, linklink. The hounds hunt horning! Send us peace! Title! Title!

Christ in our Irish times! Christ on the airs' independence! Christ hold the freedman's chareman! Christ light the dully expressed!

Slog and sluaghter! Rape the daughter! Choke the pope!

Awe! Cloudy father! Unsure! Nongood!

Zinzin.

Sold! I am sold! My ersther! My sidster! Brinabride, goodbye! Brinabride! Us! Us!

Pipette dear! I sold! Me! Me!

Fort! Fort! Bayroyt! March!

Me! I'm true. True! Isolde! Pipette, my precious!

Zinzin.

Brinabride, get my price! Brinabride!

My price, my precious?

Zin.

Brinabride, my price! When you sell get my price!
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Zin.

Pipette! Pipette, my priceless one!

O! Mother of my tears! Believe for me! Fold thy son!

Zinzin. Zinzin.

— Now we're gettin it. ^|s10|shTune in and pick up the forain counties!^sh|º^s10| Hello!
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Zinzin.

— Hello! Tittit! Tell your title?

Abride!

— Hellohello! Ballymacarett! Am I thru, miss?

True! Iss!

— Tit! What is the ti...?

SILENCE.

^|s10— Hello! ^|shAre you Cigar shank and Wheat?^sh|

— ^|shI gotye. Gobble Ann's Carrot Ca_unread Cans.^sh|s10|

— ^|s10Parfey!º^s10| Now, ^|10after that ^|shjustajiffº siesta^sh|,^10| just permit me a moment. ^(10'|shChallenger's Deep is childsplay to this^{sh| |s+}but,º ^|shby our soundings in the swishº channels,º land is due^sh|. ^|saNo more A truce to^{sa| |sh}demobbed ^|sawarwords swarwords^sa|sh|s+|.^10') Clear the line, priority call! Sybil! Better that or this? Sybil Head this end! Better that way? Yes. Very good now. ^|s10We are in the ^|shmagnetic field^sh|.^s10| Do you remember a particular lukesummer night following a crying fair day? Moisten your lips ^|10(+|shfor a lightning strike^sh|+)10| and begin again. Better?

— Well.

— There were fires on every bald hill in holy Ireland that night. Better so?

— You may say they were, son of a cove!

— Were they bonfires? That clear?

— No other name would at all befit them unless that. Bonafieries! With their blue beards streaming to the heavens.

— Was it a high white night now?

— Whitest night mortal ever saw.

— Lewd's carol! Was there rain by any chance, mistandew?
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— Plenty.
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— There fell some fall of littlewinter snow, holy-as-ivory, as well, I gather, jesse?

— The nicest at all. In hilly-and-even zimalayars.

— Did it not blow some gales, westnass or ostscent, rather strongly to less?

— Out of all jokes it did. Lieto galumphantes!

— Do you happen to recollect whether Muna, that highlucky nackt, was shining at all?

— Sure she was, my darling!

— Quando? Quonda? Go datey!

— Latearly! Latearly! Latearly! Latearly!

— That was latterlig certainly. And was there frostwork about and airsighs and hellstohns and flammballs and vodashouts and thick weather, soon calid, soon frozen, and hice and a boatshaped blanket of bruma and everything ^|10(+|shto please everybody^sh|+)10|?

— There was, so plays your Ahrtides. Absolutely boiled. Obsoletely cowled. Cold on warm but moistly dry. All in humours out of turn, jusse as they rose and sprungen. Julie and Lulie at their parkiest.

— And the firmness of the formous of the famous of the fumous of the first fog in Maidanvale?

— Catche catche and couchamed.

— ^|s10|shFrom Miss Somer's nice dream back to Mad Winthrop's delugium stramens.^sh|s10| One expects that kind of rimy feeling in the sire season?

— One certainly does. Desire, for hire, would tire a shire, phone, phunkel or wire. And mares.

^|10— ^|shOf whitecaps any?

— Foamflakes flockfuyant from Foxrock to Finglas.^sh|10|

^|10— ^|shThis common or garden is now in reality an oleotoriumº for broken pottery and ancient vegetables?

— Simply awful the dirt.^sh|10|

— I see. Now do you know the wellknown kikkenmidden where the illassorted first couple first met with each other? The place where Ealdarmann Fanagan? The time when Junkermenn Funagin?
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— Deed then I do. W.K.

^(10'— ^|shIn Fingal too they met at Littlepeace aneath the bidetree, Yellowhouse of Snugsborough, Westreeve-Astagobº and Slutsend with Stockensº of Winning's Folly merryfalls, all of a two, skidoo and skephumble?

— Godamedy,º you're a delvilleº of a tolkar!^sh|10')

— Is it a place fairly exspoused to the four last winds?

— Well, I faithly sincerely believe so indeed, if all what I hope to charity is half true.

— Is it Woful Dane Bottom?

— It is woful in need whatever about anything else.

^|s10— ^|shAnd what sighethº Woodin Warneung thereof?

— Trickspissers vill be pairsecludedº.^sh|s10|

— There used to be a tree there stuck up?

— There used, sure enough. And the crandest consecrated maypole in all the reignladen history of Wilds. Squiremade and damesman of plantagenets, high and holy!

— What was it doing there, for instance?

— Standing foreninst us.

^|10— In ^|shSummerian sunshine^sh|?

— And in Cimmerian shudders.^10|

— You saw it visibly from your hidingplace?

— No. From my invisibly lyingplace.

— And you then took down in stereo what took place being tunc committed?

— I then tuk my takenplace lying down, I thunk I told you. Solve it!

— Remounting aliftle towards the ouragan of spaces, just how grand in cardinal rounders is this preeminent giant, Sir Arber? Your bard's highview, avis on valley! I would like to hear you burble to us in strict conclave, purpurando, and without too much italiote interfairance what you know in petto about our sovereign beingstalk, Tonans Tomazeus. O dite!
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— Corcor Andy, udite, udite! Your Ominence, Your Imminence and delicted fraternitree! ^|10missing^10| There's Tuodore queensmaids and Idahore shopgirls and they woody babies growing upon her and bird flamingans sweenyswinging fuglewards on the tipmast and Orania epples playing hopptociel bommptaterre and Tyburn fenians snoring in his quicken bole and crossbones strewing its holy floor and culprinse of Erasmus Smith's ^|10|shburstall^sh|10| boys with their underhand leadpencils climbing to her crotch for the origin of spices and charlotte darlings with silkblue askmes chattering in dissent to them^|s10,º gibbonses and gobbenses,º guelfing and ghiberring,º proferring praydews to their anatolies and blighting fiendblastsº on their catastripesº^s10| and the Killmaimthem pensioners chucking overthrown milestones up to her to fall her cranberries for their unnatural refection ^|s10and ^|shhandpainted hoydens plucking husbands offº him^sh|º^s10| and cock robins muchmore hatching most out of his missado eggdrazzles for him, ^|10missing^10| the sun and moon pegging honeysuckle and white
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heather down and tomtits tapping resin there and tomahawks watching tar elsewhere, creatures of the wold approaching him, hollow mid ivy, for to claw and rub, hermits of the desert barking their infernal shins over her triliteral roots and his acorns and pinecones shooting wide on all sides out of him after the truants of the ^|~10air utmostfear^{~|10| |10|sh}and her downslyder in that snakedst-tu-naughsy whimmering woman't seeleib ^|s+such^s+| a^{sh| |s+}blank fashionaping^{s+| |sh}sathinous dress out of that^{sh| |s+}blank exquisitive creation^s+|10| and her leaves, my darling dearest, sinsinsinning since the night of time and each and all of their branches meeting and shaking twisty hands all over again in their new world ^|10|shthrough the germination of its gemination from Ond's outset till Odd's end^sh|10|. And encircle him circuly. Evovae! ^|10|~

—^{~| |x|a|~}amengst Amengst^~| menlike trees walking or trees like angels weepingº^{a| |sh}nobirdy aviar soar anywing to eagle's eagle it^sh|!º ^|~But rocked of agues, cliffed for aye!^~|x|10|

^|10— ^|shTelleth ^|~it aye that eke^~| the treeth?

— Tod, tod, too hard parted!^sh|º^10|

— ^|s10|~|shFor the laus of Moses!^sh|~|s10| I've got that now^|s10, ^|shDr Melomedicusº^sh|s10|. Finight mens midinfinite true. The form masculine. The gender feminine. I see. Now, are you derevatov of it yourself in any way? The true tree, I mean. Let's hear what science has to say, pundit-the-next-best-king.

— Upfellbowm.

^|10— ^|~The wittold, the frausch and the dibble!^~| How this looseaffair brimsts of fussforus! And was this ^|amanangel treemanangel^a| on his ^|~soredbaumend soredbohmend^~| because Knockout, the knickknamerº, knacked him in the knecktshaftº?

— ^|shWell,º he was ever himself for the presention of crudities to
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animals for he had put his own nickelname on every toad, duck and herring before the climber ^|~climbed clomb^~| aloft,º doing the midhill of the park ^|x|~in his riddlesneak rags^~|x|, flattering his bitter hoolft^{sh| |sh}with hisº conconundrums.^sh|º ^|shSuch was a bitte too thikke for the Masterº of the ^|~whose hoose^~| so as he called down on the Grand Precurser who coiled him a crawler of the dupest dye and thundered at him to flatschº down off offº that erection and be aslimed of himself for the ^|~reminder ^«+'ballance bellance^s+'|~| of hissch leif.^sh|10|

^|10— Oh Finlay's coldpalled!

— Wo wo! Who who! Psalmtimes it grauws on me to ramble, ramble, ramble.^sh|10|

^|10— ^|shWoe! Woe! So that was how he became the foerstº of ourº treefellers?^sh|

— Yesche,º ^|shand, in the absenceº of any soberiquietsº, the fairstº of our truephalluses,º Bapobapoº Bomslinger!^sh|10|

^|10— ^|shHow near do you feel to this capocapo of promontoryism?º

— There do be days of dry coldness between us when he does be like a lodging houseº far far ^|aaway astray^a| and there do be nights of wetwindwhistlingº when he does be making me onions woup all kinds of ways.^sh|10|

— Now you are ^|10nearer the mark mehrer the murk^10|, Lansdowne Road. She's threwed her pippin's thereabouts and they've cropped up ^|s+10'teeth on edge tooth on eydgeº^s+|10'|. Now, follow the spotlight, please! ^|s10|shConcerning a boy.^sh|s10| Are you acquainted with a pagany ^|s10better ^|shvicariously^sh|s10| known as Toucher ^|s+10'Thom “Thom”º^s+|10'| who is? I suggest Finglas as his habitat. Consider yourself on the stand now and watch your words, take my advice. Let your motto be: Inter nubila numbum.

— Never you mind about my mother or her hopitout. I consider, if I did, I would feel frightfully ashamed of admired vice.

— He is a man of around fifty, struck on Anna Lynsha's Pekoe with milk and whisky, who does messages ^(10'|shand has more dirt on himº than an old dog has fleas^sh|,º^{10') |s10|sh}kicking stones and knocking
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snow off walls^sh|s10|. Have you ever heard of this old boy ^|s+10'Thom “Thom”º^{s+|10'| (10'}of the ^|shfishy stare^sh|º^10') who belongs to Kimmage, a crofting district, and is not all there, and is all the more to himself since he is not so, being most of his time down at the Green Man ^(10'where he ^|shsteals, pawns,
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belches and is a curse^sh|, ^|s+|shdrinking gaily two hours after closing time^sh|,º^s+|10') with the coat on him skinside out against rapparitions^|s10,º ^|shwith his socks ^|~outside outsewed^~| his springsides^sh||s+, ^|shclapping his hands in a feeble sort of way^sh|s+|s10| and systematically mixing with the public going for groceries, slapping greats and littlegets soundly with his cattegut belts^|s10,º ^|shflapping baresides^sh|s10| and waltzywembling about in his accoutrements always in font of the ^|~10tubbernickels tubbernuckles^~|10|, like a longarmed lugh, when he would be finished with his tea? Crazy, isn't that?

— Is it that fellow? As mad as the brambles he is. Touch him. ^|10|shWith the lawyers sticking to his trewsershins^sh| and the swatmenotting on the basque of his beret.^{10| (10'|sh}He has kissed me more than once, I am sorry to say,º and if I did commit gladrolleries may the loone forgive it.^sh|10') O wait till I tell you!

— We are not going yet.

— And look here! Here's what he done^|10, ^|saasº snooks as I am saying so,^sa| my dear^10|!

— Get ^|10out! out, you dirt!º^10| You're not! Unhindered and odd times? Mere thumbshow? Lately?

— How do I know? ^|s10|shSearchº my billet. Buy a barrack pass.^sh|s10| Ask the horneys.

^|10— Youº are alluding to the ^|shpicking pockets in Lower O'Connellº Street?

— I am illuding to the Pekin packet but I am eluding from Laura Connor's treat^sh|.^10|

— ^|10A strangely striking ^|shpertº of speech^sh| for ^|shthe hottest worked word^{sh| |~}in of^~| ur sprogue.º^10| Now, just wash and brush up your memoirias a little bit. So I find, referring to the pater of the present man, ^|10an erely demented ^|shbrickthrower,º^sh|10| I am wondering to myself in my mind^(10', qua ^|shour arch of the covenant,^sh|10') was Toucher, a methodist, whose name^|10'|s+, as others say,^s+|10'| is not really ^|s+10'Thom “Thom”º^s+|10'|, was this old son of a century from Batterstown, Shivering William, ^|s10|shafter his teeth were shaken out of their ^|sasockets suckets^sa| by the ^|~wrong wrang^~| dog,^{sh| |sa|sh}who is always with him at the Big Elm
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and the Arch^sh|,º^sa| was heº^s10| wearing ^|s10|shhis cowbeamer and^sh|s10| false clothes of a brewer's grains pattern with back ^|~10buttons buckons^~|10| with his motto on, Yule Remember, ostensibly for that occasion only of the Twelfth Day Pax and Quantum wedding, I'm wondering.

— I bet you are. Well, he was wandering, give him his due, in his mind too, ^(10'|shyou bet,^sh|º^10') whatever was his matter, for I am sorry to have to tell you, hullo and evoe, they were coming down from off him.

— How culious an epiphany! Hodie casus esobhrakonton?

— It looked very like it.

^|10— ^|s+Needer knows necess and ^|shneither garments^sh|.^{s+| |sh}Man is minded of Meagher, what? Woollyº Walty?
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— ^|shPamelas, peggylees, pollywollies, questuants, quaintaquilties, quickamerries.^sh|s+|10|

— And^|s10, ^|s+concavingº now convexly to the ^|shsemidemihemispheres^sh|,º^s+| from ^|shthe female angle^sh|, ^|s+music minnestirring,º^s+|s10| were ^|10the ^|shsubligate^sh| sistersº,^10| P and ꟼ, Clopatrick's cherierapest, mutatis mutandis, in pretty much the same pickle^|s10, ^|shtheº peach of all piedom,^sh| the quest of all quicks^s10|?

— ^|s10Prettiest ^|shPeequeen ourselves^sh|,º the prettiest^s10| pickling of ^|10|shunmatchemable^sh|10| mute ^|s10aunties ^|shantes^sh|s10| I ever bopeeped at^|s10|sa, seesaw shallshee,^sa| sinceº the town ^|sawas gone on the ^|shGunnings^sh| Qu_unread go wentº ^|shgonning^sh| on Pranksome Quaine^sa|s10|. ^|10|s+

— Boy and giddle, gape and bore.^sh|s+|10|

^|10— ^|shI hear these two goddesses are liable to sue him?

— ^|shGels bach, I languishedº liszted. Etousdie Etoudies for the right hand.^sh|sx|10|

— Were they now? And were they watching you as watcher as well?
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— ^(10'|s+|shWhere do you get that wash?^sh|º^{s+| |sh}This representation does not accord with my experience.^sh|10') They were watching the watched watching. Vechers all.

— Good. ^(10'|shHold that watching brief and keep this witching longuer.^sh|10') Now, retouching friend Tomsky, did you gather much from what he let drop? We are sitting here for that.

— I was rooshian mad, no lie. ^|10'|s+About ^|shhis shapeless hat^sh|.^s+|10'|

— I suspect you must have been.

— ^(10'|shYou are making your thunderous mistake.^sh|10') But I was dung sorry for him too.

— O Schaum! Not really? Were you sorry you were mad with him then?

— When I tell you I was rooshiamarodnimad with myself altogether, so I was, for being sorry for him.

— So?

— Absolutely.

^|s10— ^|shWould you blame him anyº at all stages?

— I believe in many an old stager. But what seemed sooth to a Greek summed nooth to a giantle. Who kills the cat in Cairo coaxes cocks in Gaul.^sh|s10|

^|10— ^|shI put it to you that this was solely in his sunflower state and that his haliodraping hatº was why maids all sighed for him, ventured and vied for him.^sh| Hm?

— After ^|shPutawayo, Kansas, Liburnum and New Aimstirdames^sh|,º ^|shit would notº surprise me in the ^|avery^a| least.^sh|10|
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^|10— That tare and this mole, your tear and our smile. 'Tis life that lies if woman's eyes have been our old undoing. ^|shReform in mine size his deformation. Piffpuffº up my nostril, would you, andº puff the earthworm outer my ear?º^sh|

— ^|shHe could cloudsº boose his eyes to the birth of his garce, he could lump all his lot through the half of her play,º but he jest couldn't laugh through the whole of her farce becorpse he warn't billed that way. So he outandouts his volimetangereº and has a lightningº consultation and he downadowns his pantoloogions and made a piece of first ^|s+personal perpersonal^s+| puetry that ^|s+stale staystale^s+| remains to ^|s+be cleaned. be. Cleaned.^s+|sh|10|
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^|10|s+

— This aim to you!^s+|10|

— The tail as you tell it^|10'|s+, so mastrodantic,º^s+|10'| nearly takes your own ^|10'|s+mummouth's^s+|10'| breath away. ^(10'|shYour tropersº are so unrelieved because his troopers were in difficulties.^sh| Still,º ^|sh|s+the stultitias let stultitiam^s+| done in veino condone ineptias made of water veritues.^sh|10') How many were married amid that top of all strapping mornings, my good ^|10watcher ^|shdogwatcher^sh|º^10|?

— ^|10Puppaps.^10| That'd be telling. ^|10|shWith a hoh frohim and aº heh fraher.^sh| But,º as regarbs Tummyº Thornycraft,º ^|shI defyneº all the prentisses of wildes to massage him.^sh|10|

— ^|10Now ^|shfrom ^|aGunner^a| Shothandº^sh| to ^|aGuinnessº^a| Scenography.^{10| |s10}Everybody Every old skin^s10| in the leather world was thomistically drunk, two by two, ^|s10|shlarking^{sh| |sh}o'tootlersº with tamboursº a'beggars,^sh|s10| trou Normend fashion, I have been told, down to the clorks? ^|s10Some ^|shnasty blunt clubs^sh| were being operated and ^|athere was ^|sha fall following a push^sh| andº^{a|s10| |10}A aº^10| few plates were being ^|10thrown shied^10| about ^|10|s+and ^|shtumblers bearing traces of fresh porter^sh| rolling around,º independent of that,º^s+|10| for the ehren of Fyn's Insul, and then followed that wapping breakfast at the Heaven annd Covenant, eh? Would that be a talltale too?

— Well, naturally he was. Whiskway and mortem! But the
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right reverend priest, Mr Hopsinbond, and the reverent bride eleft, Frizzy Fraufrau, were sober enough. ^|s10|shI think they were sober.^sh|s10|
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— I think you're ^|10wrong ^|shwiddershins^sh|10| there about the right reverence. Magraw was ^|10best wedding man wedding'sº ^|shbeastman^sh|10|, papers before us carry. You saw him hurriedly, or did you, if that seme's not irrelevant? With Slater's hammer, perhaps? Or he was in serge?

— I horridly did. On the stroke of the dozen. I'm sure I'm wrong but I heard the irreverend Mr Magraw, in search of a stammer, kuckkuck kicking the bedding out of the old sexton, Red Fox-Goodman, around the sacristy while I and flood and the other men was gickling his missus to gaggles in the hall, the divileen, with her cygncygn leckle and her twelve pound lach.

— In epexegesis or on a point of order?

— ^(10'I am resting on a pigs of cheesus but^{10') (+10}I think ^|shI've a big suggestion^sh|+)10| it was about ^|s+10'a the^s+|10'| pint of porter.

^(10'— But this all was ^|shonly that childbearer might^{sh| |sh}sidesplit^sh|?

— Only.^10')

^|10— ^(+|shBully burley yet hardlyº hurley.^{sh|+) |sh}The saloon bulkhead, did you say, or the tweendecks?^sh|

— ^|shBetween drinks, I deeply painfully repeat it.^sh|10|

^|10— ^|shWas she wearing shubladey's tiroirs in humour of her hubbishobbis?

— Just a floating panel, secretairslidingdraws,^sh|º a budge of klees on her schaltherº and forty croeclipsº in her ^|s+curlingtongues curlingthongues^s+|.^10|

^|10— ^|aAnd So^a| this was ^|athe dope that woolliedº the cad that kinked^{a| |sh}the ruck that noised the rape that tried the sap that hugged the mort?

— That legged in the hoax that Jokeº bilked.^sh|10|

^|s10— ^|shThe jest of junk the jungular?

— Jacked up in a jock the wrapper.^sh|s10|
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— Lollgoll! You don't soye so! All upsydown her whole creation? So there was nothing serical between you? And Drysalter, father of Izod, how was he now?

— ^|10In To^10| the pink, man, like an ^|s10allmanox. allmanox,º in his ^|shshirt and stickup^sh|, ^|s+brustall
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to the bear,º the Megalomagellan of our winevatswaterway,^s+| Squeezing squeezing^s10| the life out of the liffey.

— ^(10'|s+Crestofer Carambas!^{s+| |sh}You pinkº me!^{sh| |s+|sh}He came, he kished, he conquered!.^sh|s+|10') The must of his glanzfull coaxing the beam in her eye? ^(10'|shThat musked bell of this masked ball!^{sh| |sh}Annabella, Lovabella, Pullabella, yep?^sh|10')

— ^(10'|shYup! Like Titentung Tollertone in S. Sabina's.^sh|10') Aye aye, she was lithe and pleasable.

^(10'— ^|shThe quicker the deef the softerº the^{sh| |s+|sh}say^sh| sapstuff, butº the main the mightier the stricterº the strait^s+|. ^|s+To the vast go the game!^{s+| |sh}It is the ^|s+conversioning circumconversioning^s+| of antelithal paganelles by a huggerknut cramwell energuman^|s+, or ^|sathe^sa| caecodedition of ^|saan^sa| absquelitteris puttagonnianne to the herreroismº of a cabotinesque exploser^s+|?

— I believe you.^{sh| |s+}Reellyº, O reelly!^s+|10')

^(10'— ^|s+Nautaey, nautaey,º we're nowhere without ye!^{s+| |sh}So lent she him ear to burrow his manhood (or so it appierce) and borrow his name?

— Siriuslyº ^|sa|shand selenly^sh|sa| sure behind the shutter. Sicurius indicat umbris tellurem.^sh|s+|10'|

— Date as? ^(10'|s+|shYour time of immersion?^{sh|s+| |sh}We are still in drought^{sh| |s+}of^s+| …?^10')

— ^(10'Amnis Dominae, ^|shMarcus of Corrig^sh|.^10') A laughin hunter and Purty Sue.

— And crazyheaded Jorn?

— Fluteful as his orkan. ^|10'|s+Ex ugola lenonem.^s+|10'|

— And Jambs, of Delphin's Bourne ^|10'|s+or (as olders lay) of Tophat^s+|10'|?

— ^|s+10'Dancing Dawncing the kniejinksky^{s+|10'| (10'|sh}choreopiscopally^sh|10') like an easter sun round the ^|10colander. colander, ^|shthe Vice^sh|!º ^|s+Taranta boontoday! You should ^|sasee him dawnce pree him pranceº^sa| the polcat, you should ^|sasniff whiffº^sa| him wops around, you should hear his piedigrotts schraying …^s+|10|

^(10'— ^(+|shCrashedafar Corumbas!^{sh|+) |s+}Dervilish glad too? Ortovito
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semi ricordo.^{s+| |sh}The pantaglionic affection through his blood^{sh| |s+}like a bad influenza^s+| in a leap at bounding point?

— ^|shOut of Prisky^sh| Poppagenua, ^|shthe palsied old priamite,^sh|º ^|shhome from^{sh| |sh}Edwin Hamilton's Christmas pantaloonade^sh|,º ^|s+Oropos Roxy and Pantharhea,º^{s+| |sh}at the Gaiety^sh|, ^|shprancing^{sh| |sh}round the aria, with his fiftytwoº heirs of age^sh|! ^10')

— And whit what was Lillabil Issabil, maideve, maid, at?

— Trists and thranes and trinies and traines.

— The quobus quartet were there too, if I mistake not, ^|s10as a ^|~|shsideshow^sh| but sideline but,º pace the ^|shcontempt of senate^sh|,^~|s10| well to the fore, ^|10|~pace the contempt of senate,^~|10| in an amnessy meeting, metandmorefussed to decide whereagainwhen to meet themselves, ^(10'|s+|shflopsome and jerksomeº, lubber and deliric,^{sh|s+| |sh}drinking unsteadily^sh| and^10') mastersinging always with that consecutive fifth of theirs, eh?
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— You've said it! They were simple scandalmongers^(10', that familiar, and all^10')! Normand, Desmond, Osmund and Kenneth. Making history all over the show!

^|10— In sum, some hum?

— ^|shAll our statuesº they were astumbling round the raukyº roars of assumbling when ^|~Pig Bigº^~| Arthur flugged the field at Annie's courting.^sh|10|

^|s10— ^|shSuddenly some wellfiredº clay was cast out through the schap schaapsteckersº of ^|~Whos_unread hoy's^~| houseº?

— .i..'.^|~.o.e..o..l.^~|sh|s10|

— You are sure it was not a ^|s10rebel's redding ^|shshuler's shakeup^{sh| |s+}or a plighter'sº palming^s+|s10| or a winker's wake ^|10|s+etcaetera etcaeterorum^s+|10| you were at?

— Precisely.

^(10'— Mayhap.º Hora pro Nubis, ^|shThundersday^sh|º, at A Little Bit Of Heaven, Howth,º the wife of Deimetuus (D'amn),º Earl Adam ^|shFitzadam^sh|,º of a Tartar
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(Birtha) or Sackville-Lawry and Morland-West, at the Auspice for the Living Bonnybrook,º ^|shby the river,º and A. Briggs Carlisle,^sh| guardian of the birdsmaids and deputilliser for groom. ^|s+Pontifical mess.^{s+| |sh}Or (soddenly) Schott,^sh| furtivfired by the riots. No flies. ^|shAgreest?^sh|

— Mayhem. Also loans through the post. With or without security. Everywhere. Any amount. Mofsovitz, swampstakers,º purely providential.^10')

— Flood's. The pinkman, the squeeze, the pint with the kick. He was culping for penance while you were ringing his belle. Did the kickee, Goodman ^|s+10'roed Ruedº^s+|10'| Fox, say anything important? ^|s10Mmm?

— No more than Richman's ^|~periwinkle periwhelker.º^~|sh|s10|

— Nnn ttt ^|s10wrd. wrd?^s10|

^|s10— ^|shDmn ttt thg.^sh|s10|

^(10'— ^|shA gael galled by scheme of scorn? Nock?

— Sangnifyingº nothing. Mock!^sh|10')

— Fortitudo eius rhodammum tenuit?

— Five maim! Or something very similar.

— ^(10'|shI should like to euphonise that.^sh| That It^10') sounds an isochronism^(10'|s+, secretº speech Hazeltonº^s+| and obviously ^|shdisemvowelled^sh|10'). But it is good laylaw. We may take those wellmeant kicks for free granted^(10', thoughº ^|shultra vires, void and, in fact,º unnecessarily so^sh|10'). Happily you were not quite so successful in the process verbal whereby you would sublimate your blepharospasmockical suppressions, it seems?

— What was that? ^|s10|shFirst I heard ^|saof about^sa| it.^sh|s10|

— Were you or were you not? Ask yourself the answer. I'm not giving you a short question.

— Quite so.

— Now, not to mix up, cast your eyes around Capel Court. I want you, witness ^(10'of this ^|shepic struggle^sh|, ^|shas yours so mine^sh|10'), to reconstruct for us as briefly as you can, inexactly the same as a mind's eye view, how ^|s10|~the ^|shholyname rally^sh| of^~|s10| these funeral games^|s10, whichº have been poring over us through ^|shhomer's kerryer pidgeons^sh|, ^|~mustcredesold massacreedoed^~| as ^|~|shthe holiname rally^sh| round,º^~|s10| took place.

— Which? Sure I told you that afoul. ^(10'|shI was drunk all lost life.^sh|10')

— Well, tell it to me befair^|10, the whole ^|shplan of canpaigm,^sh|10| in that bamboozelem mincethrill voice of yours. Let's have it, christie! ^|s10|shThe Dublin own,º the thrice familiar.^{sh| «+'}The whole ^|shplan of campaign^sh|s+'|s10|

— Ah, sure, I eyewitness forget. 'Tis all round me bebattersbid hat.
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— Ah, go on now, Masta Bones, with your impendiments and your ^|~10parrotricks perroqtriques^~|10|! Blank memory of darky in blued suit. You were ever the gentle poet^|10, ^|shdove from ^|s+Hawarden Haywarden^s+|sh|10|. Be nice about it! Look chairful! ^|10Go to the end,
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thou slackardº! Once upon a grass and a hopping high grass it was.^10|

— Faith, then, Meesta Cheeryman, first he come up Badgeler's rake ^|10|shfrom the wesz,^sh|º ^|saMacSmashall Swingyº of the Cattelaxes,^sa|10| with a cock on his Tattersall, ^|s10in his riddlesneek'sº ragamufflers^s10| and the horrid contrivance as seen above, ^|10whisklyng ^|s+|shinto a bone^{sh|s+| |sh}the Wearing of the Blue^sh| andº^10| dragging his feet in the usual course and was ever so naas^|10, taking off his ^|shplushkwadded bugsby^{sh| |sh}in his perusual flea and loisy manner^sh|, ^|shsaying good mrowkas to weevilybolly^sh| andº^10| telling him clean his nagles^|s10, ^|shMiles^sh|,º^s10| and fox himself up^|s10, Cogan,º^s10| and so on and so fort and to take the ^|10coomb coocoomb^10| to his grizzlies and hang me if he wasn't wanting his calicub body back before he'd to take his life or so save his life. Then, begor, counting as many as thirty seconds with his pocket browning, like I said ^(10'|shthis is my awethorrorty^sh|,º^10') he kept forecursing ^|s10at him ^|shhascul Hasculph^sh|s10|, foul Fanden, ^|10and ravinº^10| for the ^|10key coacoackeyº^10| of John Dunn's field fore it war for sent and the way Montague was robbed and wolfling to know all what went off and who burned the hay, perchance ⁽⁺¹⁰wilt thou ^|shthou'lltº^sh|+)10| say, ^(10'before he'd ^|shkill all the Kanes^sh|,º^{10') |10}and the price of ^|shPatsch Purcell's faketotem^sh|,^10| which the man, ^|s10|shhis plantagonist^sh|,º^s10| who was raging with the thirst ^|10|shof the sacred sponge^sh|10| and who, ^|10(+|shas a matter of pact,^sh|+)10| so far as him was concerned, was only standing to the corner of Turbot Street, pupparing to spit, wanting to know whelp the henconvention he wanted with him, knew nothing about.

— A sarsencruxer, moor and burgess medley ^|s10like the nap ^|shNap O'Farrellº Patter Tandy^{sh| |sh}offensive-defensive^sh|º^s10|? In other words, was that how in the annusual curse of things^(10', ^(+|shas complement to compliment,^sh|+) thoughº ^|shafter a manner of men which I must and will say seems extraordinary^sh|,^10') their celicolar subtler angelic warfare or photoplay finisterr started?
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— Truly. That I may never!

— Did one scum in the auradrama, the deff, ^(10'|shafter some clever play in the mud^sh|,^10') then mention sleeply to the other undesirable, a dumm, ^(10'during diverse ^|shintertidalº instants^sh|10') upon the resume after the ^|s10angelus angerus^s10|, that for his deal he was a pigheaded Swede and to wend himself to a medicins?
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— To be sore he did, the huggornut! Only it was turniphodded dunce^|s10, ^|shI beg your pardon^sh|,^s10| and he would ^|s10blow bowlderblow^{s10| |10}him ^|shthe beltholder^sh|º ^|sawith his ^|shblack masket^sh|sa|10| off the ^|s10bawling^s10| Green.

^(10'— ^|shDid he^|s+, ^|shthe first spikesman^sh|,^s+| do anything to him^|s+, the last spokesman,^s+| when^|s+, ^|shafter heaving some more smutt and chaff between them^sh|,^s+| they rolled togutter into the ditch together?^{sh| |sh}Black Pig's Dyke?^sh|

— ^|shNo, he had his teeth in the back of his head.^sh|10')

— Did Box then try to shine his puss?

— No, but Cox did to shin the punman. ^|10|x

— Truly.º Asbestos he ever. And sowasso I never.^x|10|

— That forte Carlysle touch breaking the Campden's pianoback.

— Are you of my meaning that would be going on to about half noon ^|10|shclickº o'clock^sh|10|, pip emma, ^|~10Greenwicker Grinwicker^~|10| time, by your querqcut quadrant?

— You will be asking me and I wish to Higgins you wouldn't. Would it?

— Let it be twelve thirty after a somerswatch of the tardest?

— And it was eleven thirsty too befour in a sowandsuch, reloy on it!

^|s10— ^|shTick up on time.^{sh| |sa}How dayº you doom?^{sa| |x|sh}That rising day sinks rosing in a ^|anight of^a| nine weeks'º wonder.^sh|º^x|

— ^|saAmities, mercyº buckup!^{sa| |sh}The uneventhº day of the ^|s+uneventh unleventh^s+| month of the ^|sauneventh unevented^sa| year.^{sh| s10|}

— By which of your chronos, my man of four watches? Larboard, starboard, dog, or death?
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— You can imagine!

— ^(10'|shLanguage this allsfare for the loathe of Mausesº ambiviolent about it.^sh|10') Will you swear all the same you saw their shadows ^(10'a hundred foot later,^10') struggling diabolically over this, that and the other, their virtues pro and his principality con, near The Ruins, Drogheda Street, and kicking up the devil's own dust for the Milesian wind?

— I will. I did. They were. I swear. Like the heavenly militia. With my tongue through my toecap on the headlong stone of kismet if so 'tis the will of Whose B. Dunn.

— ^(10'|shWeepingº Lorcans!^sh|10') They must have put in some wonderful work on the quiet like^|s10, duringº this ^|sharms' parley^sh||s+, ^|shmeatieritesº forces vegateariansº^sh|s+|s10|. Dost thou not think so?

— Ay.
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^|10— The ^|shillegal-lookingº^sh| range or ^|shfender^|sa, alias ^|shturfing iron^sh|,^{sa| |s+|sh}a product of Hostages and Co, Engineers,^sh|s+| changed feet several times ^|~pounding this ^|sharms parley^sh| during the weaponswap^~|?

— Excuse yourself. It was an ersatz lottheringcan.^sh|10|

— ^|10In the beginning was their war?^10| They ^|s10|shdid not know the war was over^sh| and^s10| were only berebelling or bereppelling one another by chance or necessity with sham bottles, mere and woiney, like their caractacurs in an irish Roman, as betwinst Picturshirts and Scutticules, to sorrowbrate the expeltsion of the Danos? What sayest thou?

— That's all. Farcing gutterish.

— I mean the Morgans and the Dorans ^|10|sh, inº finnish^sh|10|.

— I know you ^|10do. don't. Inº Feeney's.^10|

— The mujic of the footure on the barbarihams of the bashed?

— Da.

^|10— In voina viritas?, neat wahr?º

— O bella! O pia! O pura! Amem.º^10|

^|10— ^|shYet this war has meed peace?º ^|aAb chaos, lex?º^a|

— Handwalledº amokst us.^{sh| |sh}Thanksbeer^sh| to Balbus!^10|

— All the same you sound it 'twould clang howlish like Hull hopen for Christmians?
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— But 'twill cling hellish like engels opened to neuropeans, if you've sensed whole the sum.

— And this pootsch ^|s10|shof ^|~conmen concoon^~| and proprey^sh|º^s10| went on, hog and minne, night after larry's night, ormonde caught butler, the artillery of the O'Hefferns answering the cavalry of the MacClouds, fortey and more fortey, a thousand and one times, according to your cock and a biddy story? Lludi llongi, for years and years perhaps?

— That's ri. This is his largos life, this is me timtomtum, and this is her two peekweeny ones. From the last finger on the second foot of the fourth man to the first one on the last one of the first. That's right.

— Finny. Vary vary finny!

— It may look funny but fere it is.

— This is not guid enough^|10'|s+,^{s+|10'| |10'|s+}Mrº Brasslattin^s+|10'|. Didget think I was asleep at the wheel? D'yu mean to tall grand jurors of Thathens of Tharctic on yur oath, me lad, and ask us to believe with yur last foot foremouthst, that yur moon was shining on the tors and on the cresties and winblowing night after night, for years and years perhaps, after yu swearing to it a while back before yur Corth examiner, Markwalther, that there was reen in planty all the teem?

— Perhaps so, as you grand duly affirm^(10'|sh, Robman Calvinic^sh|10'). I never thought over it, faith. I must certainly think about it. I hope. ^|10(+|shUnless it is actionable.^sh|+)10| It would be a charity for me to think about something ^|10(+|shwhich I must on no account omit^sh|+)10|. It was told me ^|s10as an ^|shinspired statement^sh|s10| by a friend of myself, Tarpey, ^|10(+|shin reply to salute^sh|+)10| after three o'clock mass^(10', withº forty ducks indulgent,^10') that some rain was promised to Mrs Lyons, the invalid, of Aunt Tarty Villa, and ^|10'|s+|shlikewise^sh|s+|10'| he told me^|10, ^|shthe recusant^sh|,º ^|s+|shafter telling mass^sh|, with ^|shtwo hundred genuflexions^sh|,^s+|10| as what's follows. He
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was doing a walk, says she, in the feelmick's park, says he, like a tarrable Turk, says she, letting loose on his nursery and, begalla, he met Mr Michael Clery of a Tuesday who said Father MacGregor was desperate to the bad place about thassbawls and ^|10(+|shejaculating about^sh|+)10| all the stairrods ^(10'and the ^|sh|s+cat washing his ear catspew swashing his earwinker earwanker^s+|sh|10') and thinconvenience being locked up for months, owing to being putrenised by stragglers abusing the apparatus, and for Tarpey to go to the tumple ^|10(+|shlike greased lining^sh|+)10| and see Father MacGregor and he was to saluate that clergyman and to tell his holiness ^|10(+|shthe whole goat's throat^sh|+)10| about the three shillings in the confusional and to say how Mrs Lyons, the cuptosser, was the infidel who ^|s+10'promised ^|shprophessised^sh|s+|10'| to post three ^|s+10'shillings shielings^{s+|10'| |s10|sh}Peter's pelf^sh|s10| off her tocher from Paraguais to Mr Martin Clery for Father Mathew to put up a midnight mask on Saints Withins of a Thrushday and albs by the yard for all the nuisances committed by soldats and nonbehavers and missbelovers and for N. D. de l'Ecluse to send more heehaw hell's flutes, my prodder again! And I never brought my ^|s+10'cats' and dogs' ^|shcads in togs^sh|s+|10'| blanket! Foueh!